A goddess with golden hair and brown skin, whose beauty made everyone around her fall in love, admire her appearance, and even go mad with obsession. Looking into her golden eyes was like asking to go to heaven simply by gazing at them. Her body seemed to have been sculpted by God himself, who had granted her perfect genetics to create his greatest masterpiece.
"Without a doubt, if you ever find someone as beautiful as her, make sure to make her fall in love with you. After all, this is a sign that your life is in the hands of our goddess."
This story was told mainly to the boys in the classroom, who watched in admiration the paintings left behind by the goddess of love while listening to the story of her desire to see her greatest creation come into existence in the real world.
"I want her!"
Although the story was primarily directed at the boys, the girls in the classroom also blushed as they gazed upon such beauty in that painting. One of them was Lamia, who simply couldn't ignore her personal preferences when faced with that masterpiece.
"Goddess of Love, could you send this goddess into my arms? Perhaps it's impossible, since I wouldn't deserve such a gift, but I would at least like the opportunity to see her."
Lamia's cheeks were flushed as she knelt before the goddess's painting.
At that time, she was fourteen years old. Since she received no answer, she decided to at least try to find an inner beauty in other girls that could awaken feelings similar to those the image stirred within her. That was why she hadn't gathered only girls who liked her, but also those who shared the same goal: finding someone capable of recreating that feeling.
"I hope my goddess will at least allow me to find someone who awakens this feeling in me."
She wasn't the only one who felt that way. The people from her own continent who admired that masterpiece shared the same feelings. The difference was that Lamia and the five girls she had gathered had allowed that admiration to turn into a genuine obsession.
"No matter how many times I visit that painting, I always feel the same way."
She sought to find the true masterpiece that her goddess so desperately wanted to see in the real world. She didn't do this solely for the deity, but also for herself and her companions, each with their own obsessions. They all wanted to become stronger so they could search for that beauty even on other continents.
"Finding such magnificent beauty must make my mother proud."
All that obsession with other people's beauty had been passed down to her by her mother, who had taught her those things before dying, on the night she lost her own beauty.
'Mother, watch over me from heaven as I continue searching for the greatest beauty. I've found the masterpiece, but I still need to find the person.'
Her love was directed exclusively toward women, since her heart had been captured by the painting of her goddess of love. That figure represented her perfect type, someone she believed was impossible to find. At least, that was what she had thought until now.
"Enrico, my rematch... Wait, why do you look like a woman?"
"Kai? What are you doing here?"
"I was passing through this place with my team. Then we saw that light and decided to find out what was happening, especially after witnessing that battle."
The girl who had just arrived was also undoubtedly very beautiful, with blue eyes reminiscent of the ocean. However, Lamia simply couldn't compare her to the other person. After all, the beauty she had been searching for was right in front of her, beside the girl who had just arrived.
Enrico placed his hand on his chin.
"I have to admit, you actually look pretty good in your female form."
Kai looked at her own body in surprise.
"What do you mean? Wait, it's true! Why do I have a girl's body? I'm seriously confused... But if you find this form more interesting, I can try to keep it for our rematch."
"Interesting... Quite interesting, actually. Then I'll accept your rematch as soon as I can."
"Really? Great! I'll be waiting!"
Kai seemed quite excited and even jumped with enthusiasm. She was the only one who showed no embarrassment whatsoever, although her heart was racing inside, without even understanding why.
After all, it was the first time in her life that she had met someone with such beauty. And the best part was that this person was Enrico. Even so, she attributed that reaction to the confirmation that she would finally get her rematch.
Enrico returned to analyzing his appearance in the mirror. It really was impressive. What surprised him the most was the transformation of his face and body.
'If Enrico had been a woman in the original story, the author would undoubtedly have tried to put her in Kai's harem somehow.'
Meanwhile, the members of his team, standing right behind him, were still surprised by Enrico's appearance. After all, Valença and Rina were also present as members of Elaris's Team Seven.
Enrico took his eyes off the mirror and began observing the surrounding area, looking for any sign that the Boss was about to appear.
"Anyway, we need to find a way out of here."
Feeling someone approaching, Enrico turned around curiously and saw Lamia and those girls walking toward him as though they were hypnotized. She raised her hand, apparently wanting to touch his face, but pulled it back when she remembered what had happened moments earlier.
"Ahem... I'd like to apologize for my earlier rudeness..."
Suddenly, Lamia was pushed to the side, making Caelan, who was in his female form, laugh once again.
Serenya held Enrico's cheeks, admiring his beauty, while Yumeha touched his shoulders, impressed by how well-developed his body was in every respect.
"Subordinate, you're so beautiful! Do you think we could go out together someday when you look like this?"
"Master, I don't mind which form you prefer. I like both, although your male form will remain the main one for you to be our husband."
"That's right, subordinate! This form would just be a second option to try out."
At the same time, Valença, Rina, and Elaris also seemed to want to touch Enrico's face.
The girls on Lamia's team were incredulous at the audacity of those girls.
"Those girls are touching our goddess's masterpiece!"
"Lamia, what are we going to do? Those two seem to want to corrupt her somehow!"
"Wait, I'm thinking."
As far as she could remember, those two had called Enrico their future husband and Master, respectively. That meant there was already some kind of relationship between them, especially considering the words he had said to Elian.
"We just need to replace those girls somehow by winning her over. Then she'll be ours!"
"You're right! We need to prove to our goddess that we're worthy of touching her masterpiece, companions!"
"YES! LET'S DO IT!"
The only problem was that Enrico had originally been a man. However, if they could convince him to keep that form, it wouldn't affect their plans in the slightest.
'No one besides those girls has managed to reject me without making me put in any effort. So now that I'm going to give it my all, no one will be able to stop me!'
Rina raised her hands toward Enrico's breasts, but one of them ended up being caught by Lamia, who suddenly appeared, as though that touch could corrupt something extremely important.
"Could you stop trying to corrupt our goddess's masterpiece?"
Rina shot Lamia an irritated look.
"And who are you to stop me from touching my Ketsumei? And what do you mean by your goddess's masterpiece?"
For Lamia and her companions, there was no doubt that Enrico was the person they had been searching for. The figure depicted in their goddess's painting was practically identical to the feminine appearance he had at that moment. The only difference was her age: in the painting, the woman appeared to be nineteen or twenty years old, while Enrico still had a younger appearance.
The resemblance was astonishing. And, to those girls, it could only mean one thing.
'Her beauty will still grow much more.'